Chapter 33

Rasha's Revenge.

Sheila's POV:

The night after Sage's advance notice was tense. No one rested soundly, and the morning brought no help. The camp was tranquil, however it was anything but a serene calm. It was the calm before a tempest.

I was chatting with Kloss and Thorne, attempting to think of an arrangement to join our broke partnership, when we heard it. A yell, dislike any I'd heard previously. It was loaded up with murkiness and disdain, and it made my fur stand on end.

"Rasha," I murmured, my heart dashing.

Kloss' eyes broadened. "She's here? Be that as it may, how could she track down us?"

Before anybody could reply, the air around us appeared to obscure. It resembled the light was being sucked away. Then, from the shadows at the edge of our camp, they came.

Shadow wolves, many of them, their eyes shining red. Also, at their head was Rasha. However, she appeared to be unique. More grounded. Seriously frightening. Dull energy popped around her like dark lightning.

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